Madam always trying to piss me off

Dingsheng Group.

Sheng Hanyu took the bus to a taxi, but it was still too late to arrive at the company.

Business hours have passed.

When he reached the gate, he was stopped by security.

"Hello, please register."

"it's me."

"You have to register with anyone, it's our company's policy."

Sheng Hanyu: ...

He took two steps forward, looked closely at the security guard, and said in a word: "Take a closer look at who I am, are you sure you want to register?"

"Ah! Chairman!"

The security guard seemed to see the end of the world, his shocked eyes almost popped out: "Chairman, why are you dressed like this?"

Sheng Hanyu: "I need to explain to you, huh?"

"No need, no need, chairman, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now."

The security guard hurriedly stepped aside, and Sheng Hanyu entered the company.

"Sir, stop, that elevator is not yours... the chairman?"

"Boom!"

The front desk lady banged her head against the wall.

She saw a man walking straight towards the elevator dedicated to the chairman, so she stopped her, thinking that the maintenance worker from somewhere had gone to the wrong place.

But I didn't expect that it was the chairman!

Why is the chairman dressed like this?

During Sheng Hanyu's journey, he would be misunderstood basically every time he saw someone.

There are plenty of people who drop their cups and hit their heads against the wall.

Everyone was surprised at first, but soon found a reasonable explanation.

"The chairman will test us, right?"

"Well, it must be."

"Work hard, the chairman is too intimidating, to visit privately in microservices..."

"That's right, if you are caught slacking off, you will be fired. It's dangerous!"

Sheng Hanyu didn't know that he just changed clothes, and the staff would overinterpret several versions.

Top floor office area.

The assistant was fine seeing him, although slightly taken aback, he recognized him.

"Hello, Chairman."

"Ah."

Sheng Hanyu entered his office, the assistant brought hot tea, and the secretary brought the day's plan and a thick stack of documents.

Then the two stood in front of his desk, looking hesitant to speak.

"Is something wrong?"

"No no."

"go out."

"Yes."

Without daring to ask, the two went out.

"call--"

Sheng Hanyu leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath of foul air.

The job of pretending to be poor is really not done by rich people!

……

It was almost noon when Youxuan woke up.

The child was not around, but there was the sound of a story being read from the hut, as well as Sheng Zichen's "giggle" laughter.

She glanced at the watch on her wrist, it was already 10:30.

It was noisier outside the window.

But the strange thing is that he slept very well. He fell asleep soon after returning from outside in the early morning, and he didn't even have a dream.

Shi Youxuan thought, I am so adaptable!

She walked out of the room, and what she saw was a kind and harmonious scene.

Sheng Zichen snuggled into Xiao Ya's arms, listening to her story with full attention.

Xiao Ya exuded radiance, as if she was ten years younger overnight.

She has a gentle voice and is very patient in telling stories to her "grandson". She always answers Sheng Zichen's weird questions without getting bored.

Shi Youxuan was moved.

She is annoying.

Sometimes, even Wang Yinghao is too annoying!

Sheng Zichen was curious about everything now, and wanted to ask about everything.

It is simply a walking "One Hundred Thousand Whys", or the kind that does not come with an answer.

Xiao Ya was very patient, Shi Youxuan thought it was because the time was short.

Later, she discovered that some people are just patient with children, and it has nothing to do with the length of time.

"Are you awake? I'm going to heat up the meal."

Xiao Ya said to Sheng Zichen gently: "Baby, grandma is going to heat up food for mother, can you read the storybook by yourself?"

Sheng Zichen: "No, I'll be with you."

"it is good."

The grandparents went to the kitchen together.

The house is small.

A family of three lived in this small house, but they didn't feel much inconvenience in life.

The main reason is that Xiao Ya is too good at taking care of others.

Three meals a day are prepared differently, and she tries to avoid using the bathroom as much as possible.

There is no water heater at home, so she boils hot water for them to use. Even the toothpaste is squeezed on the toothbrush.

Sheng Zichen was too naughty and didn't stop for a while.

The clothes on my body get dirty after a while. There is no washing machine here and I can only wash them by hand.

When the dirty clothes were put into the basin, when Youxuan was about to catch the water, the basin was snatched from her hand: "I'll wash it, you don't want to do this kind of thing."

Shi Youxuan was very sorry: "I can do this kind of work myself, you go and rest for a while, we have already caused you a lot of trouble."

She was genuinely embarrassed.

Live here for two days.

All the work is done by the godmother, and she is only allowed to rest, and the idle time is almost moldy.

Although Shi Youxuan didn't do any work at home, but now it's not good to not do any work at someone else's house!

"No, I've been looking forward to your return for so many years. I'm happy to see you staying at home...It's great to grow up..."

Xiao Ya's voice was very gentle.

Shi Youxuan felt heavy in her heart.

At the beginning, she was worried that Xiao Ya would transfer her love for her daughter to Sheng Zichen and rob him of her son.

Looking at it now, she transferred her love for her daughter to herself and regarded herself as her daughter!

Shi Youxuan couldn't bear to interrupt her, forget it, sometimes refusing reality is a kind of happiness!

Why do you have to be sober?

"Mom, you're so kind." Shi Youxuan hugged Xiao Ya's waist from behind sweetly.

She changed her tune and called "Mom" instead of "godmother."

Xiao Ya froze all over, but soon relaxed.

"Silly boy, how can any mother in the world treat her daughter badly? You are my daughter, my baby, and my hope of living..."

A few tears fell on Shi Youxuan's hands.

……

in the room.

Shi Youxuan and Jian Yixin talked on the phone.

The matter of the two children sleeping in the vegetable basket in the middle of the night always flashed in front of Shi Youxuan's eyes. She wanted to do something quietly to help the people in the market, especially the two children.

So pitiful.

She is a mother, and she couldn't bear such a situation, and she was worried.

She told her husband about this, but he didn't care.

So Shi Youxuan decided not to use him, and asked her best friend for help!

Explaining the reason, Shi Youxuan asked: "Yixin, can you do me this favor?"

Jian Yixin: "What's this little thing? It's no problem, leave it to me."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Youxuan pushed open the window and looked at the bustling crowd in the market downstairs, with the corners of her mouth raised.

She felt that she had done a good deed, a great deed, but she did not expect to do something bad with good intentions!

……

Jian Yixin's efficiency is not something to brag about, the speed of a leopard!

in the afternoon.

The marketing management department notified door to door: "The open-air market is banned, don't come here tomorrow, and sell goods in emerging markets."

This notice was like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan, and the market immediately exploded.

"No, I'll just sell it here, and I won't go anywhere."

"That's right, another moth has appeared. Is it easy for us ordinary people to make some money? They want to take money from us all day long."

"The fees over there are so expensive, if you earn enough money to pay the fees, if you don't want to go, don't go..."

Everyone chattered and said everything.

But none of them sounded good, and they all opposed "moving".

Market administrators are not happy.

He rudely interrupted everyone: "What are you yelling about, what are you yelling about? You petty bourgeois, old folks in the countryside, country bumpkins who have never seen the world, and your eyes are only on a little money..."